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INSIDE OF ME Lyrics

Artist: Eric Clapton
Album: Pilgrim

by Eric Clapton and Simon Climie

The point on the water, there's a change in the air,A vibe in the darkness but there's nobody there.I look for the reason but there's nothing to see,Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be.

Tell me whyCan I find no relief in my heart.I resideIn a world that has fallen apart.

Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby,Show me a way to get back on time, please.Where do we go, baby, how will I know?Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?

But why should I worry and why do I careWhen this road that I walk on is going nowhere.I stand and I study every face in the crowd,See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud.

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Scratching the surface, it all looks the same;A world full of anger with no one to blame.But who can I turn to? Who holds the key?And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me.

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All things considered it looks as though Utopia were far closer to us thananyone, only fifteen years ago, could have imagined. Then, I projected it sixhundred years into the future. Today it seems quite possible that the horrormay be upon us within a single century. That is, if we refrain from blowingourselves to smithereens in the interval. Indeed, unless we choose todecentralize and to use applied science, not as the end to which human beingsare to be made the means, but as the means to producing a race of freeindividuals, we have only two alternatives to choose from: either a number ofnational militarized totalitarianisms, having as their root the terror of theatomic bomb and as their consequence the destruction of civilization (or, ifthe warfare is limited, the perpetuation of militarism); or else onesupranational totalitarianism, called into existence by the social chaosresulting from rapid technological progress in general and the atomicrevolution in particular, and developing, under the need for efficiency andstability, into the welfare-tyranny of Utopia. You pays your money and youtakes your choice.

{The quote is the final paragraph of the foreward to Aldous Huxley's "BraveNew World", transcribed here in its entirety.}